The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 7 allows Miaomiao to sell [the items].
Gao Qingya sat at the table doing her homework.

The ninth graders are focused on their studies, and the students at the town's middle school returned to school after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Gao Qinghe was too full to lie down, and looking at her younger sister who was diligently doing her homework, she couldn't help but think of her fate in her previous life.

He dropped out of high school and was tricked into going to the mountains where he never managed to escape.

This is the most vicious curse a young girl in the prime of her life could receive.

Seeing her younger sister studying so diligently, Gao Qinghe couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Her motivation to study is much stronger than when she was in school.

She doesn't seem like the type to drop out of school.

Gao Qinghe tried hard to recall the past and finally dug out the things that happened to her younger sister during her high school years from the depths of her memory.

It seems that he dropped out of school on impulse after being criticized by the school for going against the teacher.

The teacher targeted by Gao Qingya was Hao Huaping, who taught at the county's No. 1 Middle School.

Thinking about this, Gao Qinghe understood.

The older sister disliked Gao Qingya even more.

In her past life, Gao Qingya felt that it was because Hao Huaping stole her eldest sister's sweetheart that her eldest sister was unhappy and extremely hostile towards Hao Huaping.

In addition, Hao Huaping became her homeroom teacher, and she would go against Hao Huaping whenever she had the chance, refusing to obey her.

In the eyes of students, voluntarily dropping out of school is the biggest challenge to the authority of the school and teachers.

So Gao Qingya did just that.

After dropping out of school, I had no choice but to go south and work for others.

After that, the two sisters never saw each other again.

Adding to Gao Qingya's fiery temper, her family thought she had run off with a man, and they were furious.

It wasn't until later, with the development of the internet, that Gao Qinghe saw a figure resembling a young woman in a short video she happened to come across.

The woman had messy hair, a sallow complexion, and a thin, hunched body, holding two dirty, wailing children in her arms.

Facing the camera, she grinned with a simple and honest smile, saying that she was happy to help her son and daughter-in-law take care of their grandson.

She told her son and daughter-in-law, who were working away from home, to rest assured that she would take care of things at home.

"What an idiot!"

Gao Qinghe sat bolt upright in bed, furious.

Gao Qingya, who was struggling with a review question, suddenly heard her older sister's words and her heart skipped a beat.

Gao Qinghe walked to the table and tapped the surface with her fingertips.

Gao Qingya's back suddenly straightened.

"What score did you get on your final exam last semester? Let me see your report card."

"This is the last semester of junior high school, and also the most important stage, which is related to your life's destiny."

Gao Qinghe leaned against the edge of the table with her arms crossed.

"Gao Qingya, listen to me carefully. At your age, you have nothing to worry about except studying, understand?"

Gao Qingya trembled and said, "I...I understand."

A little voice inside my head screamed: "Has my older sister lost her mind? Why is she meddling in my studies?!"
"The report card," Gao Qinghe reminded him.

Gao Qingya quickly opened the drawer and obediently took out the report card that had been hidden inside.

He presented it to Gao Qinghe with both hands.

I thought to myself, my parents have never seen this report card before.

"Math 109, Chinese 110, Politics 90, Chemistry 80 are good, but English is a bit weak."

Gao Qinghe put down the report card with satisfaction and instructed her younger sister:

"I'll get you a few English tapes later. Let's make a final push in the last six months and try to raise your English score from 70 to over 100."

"Sister, I..." Gao Qingya wanted to say something.

Gao Qinghe interrupted forcefully: "Don't try to bargain with me. You must be the first college student in our family. The glory of the whole family rests on your shoulders. You must believe in yourself."

Gao Qingya: "Sister, what I meant was that we don't have a radio with cassette tapes at home."

Gao Qinghe: "."

"It's okay, I'll buy you anything that will help with your studies!"

Gao Qinghe paused for only half a second before immediately making a grand promise. Gao Qingya was very touched, but...
"Big sister, do you have money?"

Gao Qinghe fell into deep thought.

Is she rich?

It seems like they have some money?
That night, the two sisters searched every possible hiding place in the house.

Congratulations! We found three yuan and seventy-five cents in Gao Qinghe's pillowcase.

Seeing the embarrassed girl, Gao Qinghe generously took out 75 cents and stuffed it into her hand.

"Take this and eat well at school to nourish your brain."

Gao Qingya: Should she be happy or unhappy?
The answer is definitely happiness!

This was the first time my eldest sister gave her pocket money; my second brother didn't even get any. She was the only one who received it!
That night, the lights in the sisters' room didn't go out until the early hours of the morning.

While doing her homework, Gao Qingya clutched the 75 cents in her arms, wishing she could devour the entire book.

She wants to go to university!
She wants to be the eldest sister's pride!
Gao Qinghe slept soundly on the wooden bed filled with the fragrance of straw and the scent of sunshine.

Gao Qingya packed her things and went back to school around 5 a.m.

In the third year of junior high school, there is only one full weekend off every two weeks, and when that time comes, we have to go back to school.

Gao Qingya left quietly, without being woken up at home, and Gao Qinghe slept until she naturally woke up.

After getting dressed and getting out of bed, I first picked up the half-broken mirror that my younger sister had placed on the table and looked at the injury on my forehead.

The bump has completely subsided, and the bruise has faded by half.

It should be better in another two days.

Gao Qinghe held the enamel mug, quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face, then applied medicine to her wound.

I did twenty minutes of aerobics, jumping and skipping around in the yard.

After drinking the milk Grandma made and eating a steamed sweet potato, I went back to my room.

Gao Qinghe lay in bed, thinking about what her family could do to make money.

After the embarrassing experience of losing 3.75 yuan last night, she realized that her family was short of money.

My dad is a primary school teacher in the village, and he went to the school early in the morning to get ready.

The students are about to start classes, so he needs to clean the classrooms, then go to the homes of students who owe tuition fees to collect the fees from last semester, and also make home visits.

Anyway, I won't be back until at least dinner time.

It would be unreasonable not to recognize such a dedicated and excellent teacher as an advanced individual and award them some bonus.

I'll have Dad go to the village chief's house and try to get his job officially approved.

With a permanent position, salary and benefits will also increase.

My goodness, she's making vermicelli in the kitchen right now.

Gao Qinghe jumped up and ran to the kitchen, surrounding Huang Ying and asking:
"Mom, how much do these glass noodles cost per pound?"

"It depends on who you sell to. If they come to the countryside to buy it, it's 1.2 yuan per jin. If you take it to the town, it's 1.5 yuan per jin."

Huang Ying asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"

Gao Qinghe smiled but didn't explain. She simply asked, "How much does this pound of vermicelli cost?"

"Cost?" Huang Ying had never calculated it. "They're all sweet potatoes grown on our own land, so they're free."

for free?
Time and manpower are also costs.

Gao Qinghe: "Mom, a bowl of sweet potato noodles can sell for 50 cents in the county. A pound of noodles can make five bowls. If you add some minced meat, it can sell for another 10 cents. A pound of noodles can sell for three dollars, which is more than double."

"Why don't you set up a stall in the county and sell some roasted sweet potatoes and the like? You'll definitely earn more that way."

Huang Ying finally turned to look at her daughter and said, "My dear, your mother doesn't have the time to sell sweet potato noodles. She's too busy with all the chores at home."

"Besides, making sweet potato starch is too much trouble. It's better to just buy it ready-made. Making it yourself is exhausting!"

Gao Qingmiao, that lazybones, finally got up and poked his head into the kitchen.

Then I saw his older sister pointing at him excitedly.

"Mom, let Miaomiao go sell them! He's unemployed anyway."

Gao Qingmiao: Huh? Sell? What is he selling? What does he have to sell?

(End of this chapter)